Lyrics:
heart, oh don't do it baby
Don't break my heart
My biggest mistake was lovin' you too much
And lettin' you know
'Cause now you've got me where you
You've got me under your
Wicked spell
It's amazing how hard I fell
God you make me wish I fled
To finally get you out of my
Head
(Outta my)
Yeah
(Outta my)
Usin' medication would make the perfect escapist
They unprestigious, I got angels in my allegiance
My demons would look for sin like junkies feelin'
like junkies feelin' fiendish
The meanest streets I walk in, these size elevens I stalk
Not carin' if I'm rich or if I'm surrounded by chalk
I could
stop
Come alive y'all gimme what you got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in
things they still ain't even thought of yet
A good homie is hard to come by
But most times you get done by the ones you trust most
So, I gotta
is true
So find a place to get comfortable and I'll share it with you
This story started in a garden that was haunted by grace
Lovingly formed by
the little things
Come from the heart
Sometimes you gotta Slow Down
I never thought that I would ever end up this far
Thinkin' 'bout the good days
Remember
say I'm just one text away
But that's not the case so instead I'll just pray
I'm the one who got away
In your heart I hope I'd stay
cs it beats
done made it home
Got a family to feed, and I'm grown
The good Lord made me strong, highly favored and chosen
My heart made of stone, I guess you can
birthday
Just 'cause I don't got you don't mean that I forgot you
Wonder where you been, who you've been with
Wonder where you been, who you've been with
feels like everytime I fucking do I get jinxed
Cupid must have put a curse on me, six weeks
Have went by, and we only spoke twice
I'm sitting in your
starin' at the floor
Half heart junky man a riot
Sight a cannonball tonight it
Insignificant delight yet
I can't even seek some peace
Sprinkled down by
here
In this bullshit that we call the streets
You know? What can I say? Hip Hops been good to a nigga
I got mad love for the East coast, West
heart, oh don't do it baby
Don't break my heart
My biggest mistake was lovin' you too much
And lettin' you know
'Cause now you've got me where you
the wind
Moving packs i'm making em flip
Got the shit for the junkies and fiends
I'm contagious my flow is so sick
Gotta get the dough by any means
All time
why I been put on this earth.
To be right by your side.
Now lately you've been tryna hide it but something's on your mind.
But I care what's going
Observing the junkies in the back of Smackdonald's
If it's good enough for me
Then it's good enough for you
And it's good enough for the others
No more
to smoke dope
Till I'm slow mo like Yolo
I've been flying solo
No yoko ono
2 hos gone homo
You're jealous, that fomo
Get it, got it, good, okay
I just cut
of the heart
Love's been tearing us apart
Some days I’m good but most I’m dark
But tonight I’m feeling alright
So I’m gonna get myself dressed to the nines
of religious war zones
In your own neighborhood, it ain't all good
Guns don't make you bad, you've been had
You've been dissed, got it twisted, senses shifted
or without the love you
Got me feeling wanted
And I thank you for it
No matter how little you’ve given me
Any connection is good for me
Glad mine with you is
heart and went away for good
See me now
It's the way that I look at your eyes on Sunday when you pass by
It's the way that I'm singing these songs
In my
this bullshit that we call the streets
You know? What can I say? Hip Hops been good to a nigga
I got mad love for the East coast, West coast, North
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